I woke up this morning to a very wet and gross day. I decided that I wouldn’t let it get me down in anyway, things in my world have been pretty awesome lately. I dressed for the weather, I work inside, so it wont be that horrible. Boy was I wrong. I forgot I go outside about 5 times a day to go to the bathroom. I should explain that a bit, I work in a metal shop. There is a bathroom not even 20 feet from my office but I refuse to use it – Have you EVER been in a shop bathroom? The shop is fairly male dominant, and face it guys are gross. So rather than use said bathroom I go to the “clean room.” Sounds fancy right? Not so much, it is a place that is fairly dust free due to the processes that are being done on the metal. This is also where there are 2 bathrooms for women – bathrooms which are not gross, and do not have drawing of naked women on the toilet paper dispenser. BUT to get there I either have to walk through the shop (more time on my bathroom travel), or go outside and walk to the other building. No big deal, and it gets me out of my office for a couple minutes.
This walk is normally welcome and NOT a huge deal but today, it is a huge deal why? Because it is raining, and I have to go through 3 different doors to get there, neither of which are sealed properly so water runs into them and sits there waiting for an unsuspecting person to open it and then… BAM. In. Your. Face. You get hit in the face with the coldest water ever. I am usually the first person who gets the face full of water so today – being the smart cookie I am, I put my
bunny hug hoodie on, pull the hood up and make my way to the door. First door, I use my toe push the door open and stand aside while the wall of water comes crashing down. Second door, same thing and I figure I am victorious, I start doing my victory dance and open the third door, being less careful and guess what? Yeah I got a shower, a nice cold fresh rain shower – well my arm did. My victory dance ends abruptly, and I walk to the bathroom cursing myself silently, do my business and then begin the trek back to my office. I let my guard down, completely. I open the door and start walking out and I got a full on shower. I am soaked, I feel like a cat that has just been left out in the rain. I let loose with words I am sure made the trucker who was loading his truck across the street blush.
I am sure the hole event was kind of funny if you were watching it, the look on my face was much like that of the cat above. My clothes are still soaked and I am still trying to work up enough courage to go face the door again so I can get more water to drink. I think for now I will just go thirsty.